PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

some sort of kaleidoscope out there

makes me want to

close my eyes and open them,

take everything in and give it all away.

how small am I?

why do all the faraway lights flicker?

will you miss me when I get home?

will I miss these stars?

when the wings meet the sky

I feel like we should

explode and collapse,

shine and shut off.

can this world see me?

do I pull it behind me on a string?

can I make a life like we were made?

will it leave me as breathless?

when we meet the earth

I prepare myself

shudder and bang,

whisper and supernova.

can you see it?

does it make you fall in love with yourself?